*R-18* Warning This chapter contains extremely mature adult content, including gore, torture and torture of a sexual nature. If you have anxiety or issues with scenes that depict and describe these sorts of situations I strongly suggest you skip ahead to chapter 32 .*
{musical recommendation : Mark Petrie - Surpass}
I make my way down the decks to reach the last deck, only to be gifted with the sight of Officer Herrera snorting fat lines of coke with some other officers from INL.
Disgusting.
"Well, well, well. Fancy meeting you here Officer Herrera." I exclaim with a far more wicked smile then should ever appear on a humans face.
"YOU!" He jumps up with a finger pointed at me, recognition in his eyes.
"Me." I grab his index pointed at me and break it pulling him forward into my right fist, breaking his nose with the sickening crunch of the cartilage and thin bones breaking from the impact.
Two come at me from the sides.
I pull out the perfume bottle spray and I get one straight to the face with the pepper spray, blinding him.
The one to my left side attacks and I block throwing the bottle to the floor to splash up giving me precious seconds.
I slid the thin long knife from its hidden spot. Throwing it swiftly and accurately it finds its mark. Hitting the other officer, who came to me from the left in the neck, piercing through his flesh only to be caught in the back of his throat making him choke on blood as he slides to the floor.
Another steps forward and it's instinct now, as I feel my body defend and deflect his assaults on me.
The feeling of his oncoming attacks, being able to see how he will attack me.
While I continue to move against him to finally get close enough.
The moment arrives and I break his left kneecap stomping with my boot.
His blood curdling scream pierces the air and I quickly grab a glass off the table next to us and ram it down his open mouth, breaking the glass and dislocating his jaw that ends up splitting the corners of his mouth open.
I grab the guns they have quickly and any ammo I can see. I have less then 20 seconds so it's not much.
I open the door and begin to quickly walk over to the group who upon hearing the scream have stood up.
"Maria?" Alex looks puzzled for a second before I raise the gun and shoot.
He ducks but I wasn't aiming for him anyways as Ortiz takes the hit in his shoulder.
He hits the ground and I'm running to get closer to take him out.
One of his guards come from the side, left hand up, pull trigger, he's down. Aim at my 11, pull 'trigger, screams and down.
A punch comes to the side of my head and I block with my right arm, left hand points, pulls and brain matter is sprayed within a 10 foot radius.
The stench of copper covers me as the blood and brain bits drips down my face as I stand over Ortiz.
"What the fuck?! "
"Who the Fuck are you?!"
He screams then, it's like time pauses as I smile, insanity written all over my face as he sees it,
"YOU! YOU'RE THAT FUCKING BITCH SIN!"
"See I knew you liked me. I'll see you in hell, Ortiz." I say about to pull the trigger when he smirks.
"Hell is where we belong, Bitch."
I hear the trigger behind my head click and I pull the trigger on my own but it's too late.
The bullet penetrates my skull, making my body fly back and my arms up and I lose the shot on Ortiz. Then Nothing.....
.....Alex's POV.....
She was like a Valkyrie, an avenging angel of death who showed no mercy and no emotion, and she was divine.
When she pointed the gun at me I dropped quickly and soon realized I was not the target but Ortiz. What was she? An Assassin?
She walked over to him after blowing one of his officers brains all over the deck moving so fast I couldn't tell how in the hell she defended herself like that.
She aimed said something about hell, when one of his officers stood up behind her and aimed. Ortiz distracted her by saying something and before I could yell to her, the officer fired, her beautiful face destroyed and her body dropped backwards.
"HA I GOT YOU! YOU STUPID FUCKING PUTA!"
"WHOSE FUCKING LAUGHING NOW OFFICER SIN!"
Ortiz was screaming at her corpse clutching his bleeding shoulder practically dancing on her body.
I was in shock, what the fuck just happened? Officer Sin?
Feral stood up and barreled out his voice drowning Ortiz's celebration to nothing.
"WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU JUST DO!" He ran over to Maria and Lar was there in the blink of an eye.
"Maria." They both cried out in disbelief.
They couldn't look into her face for it was not there, just a mash of brain and bones and tissues that seemed like they never could have made up that beautiful face. So they grabbed her hands and started to lament. When ever a Fae was lost to death, they mourned and raged.
"I saved you a lot of fucking trouble! That is what I did." Ortiz huffed out.
"This Bitch, HER NAME IS SIN, OFFICER SIN OF THE FUCKING CIA!"
"She has more fucking rankings with her damn name. All of which I have no clue how the hell she got those, she probably fucked her way up for those ranks."
He yells at her faceless body, "YOU STUPID FUCKING WHORE CUNT!
NOT SO DAMN ARROGANT NOW ARE YOU BITCH!
YOU TRIED AND DIDN'T SUCCEED, NOW WHAT! HA HA HA HA"
His rantings are that of a deranged lunatic.
"You killed Maria!?"
I still can't believe it. My beautiful goddess, how close I had come to showing you so much and becoming close to you if I had had the chance I would have made you into the goddess you already were and didn't see. I knew you could feel it as I did, the connection. I wanted to talk to you tonight about it and now.... now.....
"ORTIZ WE'RE DONE!"
"Go fuck your self and your damn drugs. We don't need your dirty underhanded dealings anyways. Now get the fuck off this boat." I whistled loudly and the crew aboard all drew and aimed at Ortiz.
"Fine.... I'll leave and end our business relationship... but I'm taking her body with me."
"THE FUCK YOU ARE!" I yell at him.
Lar whispers something to Farel. Farel nods and stands.
"It's just an empty husk now, you can take it and go." Farel says.
Ortiz smiles at whats left of her. I can't believe it why would primo say that?
Farel and Lar disappeared the next second with Ortiz and what was left of his men and their bodies.
"Hermosa" I whisper, praying that her spirit will remember me in heaven.
(Musical recommendation: You tube- Quiet Moon}
....Johns POV...
I was packing my things from the house, her house, it was our house. Our home that used to be overflowing with love and warmth. It now felt so cold, filled with bitterness, torment and regrets.
I left the paper work on her office desk and gathered the boxes by the door.
I went into my work space that had the giant shadow box display I had been putting together for her for years now.
It was a timeline of everything I had collected over the years of our time together.
Pictures, stones, shells, a postcard, a vial of water from Norway.
Lace from her wedding dress, our wedding pictures.
Our love, our hopes, and dreams, all evident in the pictures before me. They now just crushed me with the weight of betrayal and lost dreams.
I'm a broken thing. I'm broken and there is no fixing this part inside of me that aches for her so badly.
I feel like I could die at any moment.
It would be a merciful blessing if I dropped dead from the pain right now.
Yet, my heart as hollowed out as it feels, is still beating away painfully in my chest.
I leave the shadow box, I don't need the anguish and desolation they would cause me later.
My phone rings, "Hey Hawthorne." hoarsely I choke out.
"John, you need to get here now, we got the feed back finally and she sent a message to you. John she went after Ortiz, alone on the boat."
"What?! Okay she killed him right had the whole boat blown up?"
"No, she fought only his men, she almost got him when someone tapped her. John, listen he has her body and he knows she doesn't die. Those on the boat didn't know and let him take her body. John, she's going to wake up in his hands and he's going to fucking torture her."
"John?... JOHN!?" The voice can be heard yelling through the phone that's fallen to the floor cracking the screen as I run out the door. Praying we can get to her before she has to endure too much.
.....Sin's POV....
'oh fuck my head is killing me and that taste, fuck alcohol, I'm never drinking again.' I think as the pain kicks in.
Suddenly everything comes rushing back and I quickly go to stand up but can't. My arms are strapped down and so are my legs. I'm also completely naked. My clothes, the chip, everything is gone. I'm freaking out struggling to try and slip out of the restraints with no luck.
I'm strapped to a thin wire metal frame like a crucifix that hangs from the ceiling. My head is slightly elevated and I look around.
There are no windows in this concrete room. Just a heavy metal door, me and a table full of things I don't want to think about what he's going to use them for.
I struggle trying to make the apparatus swing over to the table.
Maybe I can use something to cut my self out of this.
"HA! Try all you want you fucking cunt!" Ortiz's voice comes from behind me and grabs the wire frame.
" You're stuck with me now and we're going to really get to know each other real good."
He smiles wickedly at me lifting a broken glass for me to see. To have the fear rise in my eyes.
"Really get deep down into the guts of the situation."
"mmmm ....AAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" I scream as he shoves the jug into my stomach turning it shredding my muscles and insides and pulling some of them out. He's dragging parts of my flesh out for me to see with the devil in his eyes as he lifts the jagged glass dripping with blood and bits and other bits.
"uh..ach...uh..." I can't make words as I want to puke from the pain but it hurts so bad that I can't. Then he plunges it back into me again and I'm screaming again blood coming up and out of my mouth.
He closes his eyes and shakes his head as if he hears a beautiful melody.
"You know your screams are like a choir of angels to my ears right now Sin. I don't think I will ever tire of hearing them."
He laughs twisting the glass into me deeper as my screams pierce the air and he yanks it out again. Everything is pain and then black and then, and then...
.....
'Oh man I not ever drinking again' I think to myself as I taste the vomit in my mouth and realize there's blood in it.
Everything comes rushing back to me and there's Ortiz in front of me laughing as I struggle against the bonds holding me.
"Well hello sunshine! So glad you could return to join us in with our deep meaningful conversation really just beginning."
He picks up a clippers that's used to cut cow hooves. He winces with the use of his shoulder with the bullet hole.
I'm yanking on the restraints trying to back away but not able to do anything.
"Ever heard the story of the little piggy who went to Market?" He laughs as I struggle to break away.
He steps closer opening the clippers going for my big toe.
"No!"
"NO! NO!"
"YOU SICK FUC... AAAAHAAHHHAHAH!!!!!!!!!!"
.....
"Let's see no more piggies to take care of...." he sounds mockingly disappointed.
"Oh! Look there is one starting to grow back...." he sounds like he's surprised like my toes were a weed and not body parts.
"We should take care of that, nip those in the bud. See if they eventually just don't grow back if you keep CUTTING." He grits his teeth as he nips the regrowth off.
"AHHH.... YOU JUST WAIT ORTIZ!"
"I WILL FUCKING KILL YOU SLOWLY WHEN I GET OUT OF HERE!"
I scream with all the strength I can muster.
He laughs at my anguish and cries as he finds other parts of me to maim and disfigure and watch in pleased satisfaction and disappointment as they heal and grow back continuously.
I'm in Hell, I have to be. There's no other explanation right?
I guess I finally did die.
I guess I was just not good enough to end up in heaven either.
If it wasn't for bad luck, I'd have no luck at all.
....
"It's a pity such a beautiful youthful body like this belongs to such a stupid, arrogant, puta like you." He rubs his filthy hands over my chest. I flinch in disgust.
"Let's see how good you think you look when I cut off some of those lady parts?" He laughs.
"Fuck you Ortiz!"
I spit the blood in my mouth in his face and he just punches me, ramming his knuckles repeatedly into my mouth a few more times.
I'm dazed moaning as I feel my body starting to heal my broken nose and my toes are coming back again.
I wiggle them slightly sighing in relief that they did come back again.
Ortiz seeing this gives a haughty chuckle before grabbing a saw off the table nearby.
Soon I'm screaming again as Ortiz laughs his eyes wide watching mine as he starts sawing off my breasts slowly.
Thankfully this time I pass out after he gets done with cutting the first one off.
....
"You know Officer Sin....." Ortiz grabs me by hair as I'm gasping from a collapsed lung trying to end myself quicker before his next new torture idea comes into play.
"You're not a very good officer are you?" He yanks my neck around pulling my head so he can talk into my ear.
"Seems to me the only reason you have all those ranks is cause you just wont DIE." He sticks a finger in my chest wound he inflicted causing me to breathe again and start the process to heal.
"AAAHHHH!"
Sobbing in the restraints, I moan in pain and I just keep praying for it to all to stop. I just want the pain to stop, why won't it just stop?
I don't know the passage of time in this windowless room. How many days has it been? Has been longer? Weeks? Months? I don't know anything but pain and Ortiz.
Why?
How did I get here?
Maybe he is right, I was so focused on him I didn't notice the threat behind me and ended up in the hands of this relentless egotistical maniac.
Why has no one come for me?
My lung has healed and I can breathe again.
"So..." He leans over me, his stinking breath in my face, "I loved your jewelry you had with you."
He smiles with his nicotine stained teeth at me. "Once we realized there was no tracking device in them, I decided to hang them up for them to enjoy the show as I'm sure these are for their viewing pleasure."
He motions to the wall and ceiling. I glance and sure enough I can see an earring on the wall and my necklace from the ceiling.
"Don't think that they will find you using them now either, we made some adjustments and if they do use the link.... well they're going to find out they're in the wrong area."
He is the devil incarnate.
My torturer, this vile creature parading as a human.
I know my face must have been absolutely pitiful as it scrunched up knowing everyone could see this and no one had come yet.
The evidence that was needed was being shown to them.
I was still abandoned, by the country I worked and died countless times for, by my team, who I had and would still die for, by the man I love ... all because of this asshole right here.
Something inside me broke, it couldn't have been my heart that was already broken.
Or maybe its the rusty needle nose pliers working their way out of abdomen that he shoved up inside my womb just now.
Everything is pain, anguish, agony, everything is hell and I realize something has finally broken in me.
It was the death of hope.
I was broken, he broke me.
..... Johns POV ....
"YOU HAVE ALL THE EVIDENCE YOU NEED! HE'S TORTURING HER! WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE! IF INL WAS GOING TO HANDLE IT THEY WOULD HAVE! THEY'RE NOT DOING ANYTHING IT'S BEEN 4 DAYS!"
"Officer Lacroix if you can't control your outbursts we will have you removed. We can't send a strike team because WE DON'T KNOW WHERE SHE IS! The tracker is not activated, what else can we do except have INL figure out her location from their side of the department."
"IT'S taking too long, She's already breaking! HE'S RAPING HER and MUTILATING HER OVER AND OVER AND YOU WANT ME TO WAIT?! WHILE SHE SUFFERS LIKE THIS!?"
I remove my badge and toss it to them.
"I'll find her myself, without your approval." I turn and leave and Councilman Graves stands up and calls out to me.
"Lacroix if you do this you won't be remembered if you fall. So don't die and get her back here."
"I won't be remembered by the government anyways, but I will always be remembered by HER."
I storm out of the council Chambers the rest of her team waiting keeping tabs on the the feed. I go to their offices and Hawthorne is outside the closed doors puking and crying.
She sees me and yells, "JOHN, DO NOT GO IN THERE!" Trying to block my way.
"Hawthorne, MOVE!"
"You don't want to see her like that John." I push her aside and walk in to the horror in front of me.
She's still awake as he's disemboweling her through her genitalia area.
She can't even scream she's in so much agony.
"Dear GOD" I whisper as I look into her eyes and fall on the floor,
"I will find you SIN." I promise her even though she can't hear me.
Rivera walks up to and offers a hand to lift me up, I take it. He then hands me the phone that's on a call.
I lift it up to my ear never taking my eyes off Mary. "Speak."
"I've think I found her! But I can't find the strike trackers signal anywhere only the feed signal." It's Cass.
"WHAT YOU FOUND HER?! DID YOU SHARE THE INFORMATION WITH THE STRIKE TEAM?!" Everyone perks up and looks my way.
"They won't send in the jets, it's an urban location John."d
"Give me a sec." I drop the phone and look at her team, "Who is willing to go sacrifice themselves and help me save her? You will not be remembered if you fall, except by her."
"What happened to the strike jet?" they ask.
"She seems to be in an urban location they won't send it." I inform them.
"They have evidence! What about a strike team to assist us?!"
"The council, thinks INL should handle it." I say disgusted.
Everyone is stunned, she was told if she was able to get evidence that she would have the backing of the council. They have it and they're letting her be tortured and treated like this?
"What the fuck are we standing here for?! Let's GO!" Head Director Lewis shouts at everyone and I turn not expecting that from him.
"Lacroix, I've put in a call already to her colleagues in the military and other bureaus she's worked in. I've got ten waiting on my call back to meet up with us and whoever joins us now. Just need a location to meet up at."
I nod, "Cass, send me her coordinates. Oh and Cass, get me that guy Alex, in Tijuana, I need his address too. Then send me a link to the video and audio feed to my phone. I'll be needing it."
I hang up and look to Lewis,
"We'll meet across the border, we'll have to get guns there, I need to leave now though, I have to see about more back up."
I look to the screen and see my wife has passed out or died again. By the looks of it and rate of the healing she's dead. I turn and leave as my phone goes off.
It's the coordinates from Cass.
"I'm coming Sin." I turn and head out.
.....